"It's difficult to choose." Every picture is beautiful, with different artistic conceptions from different angles, showing different aesthetics.

Liu Hao is also reluctant to delete, the raw pictures are so outstanding, and the background color is added in the later stage, which is absolutely eye-catching.

"Then use them all." Making the most daring attempt, Liu Hao made a decision, "Anyway, the other illustrations are all downloaded from the Internet, and they get tired of looking too much."

Zhang Tan frowned: "Is this okay?" After all, he is an amateur, accounting for one-third of the entire magazine, isn't it a bit of a joke?

What's wrong with amateurs, are amateurs worse than first-line stars!It's time to make people in the entertainment industry envious and jealous. Liu Hao also has vanity.

"It's okay, I'll try it one last time, it won't work, just like you said, it's time to change careers." If you stick to it, you will only kill yourself, Liu Hao looked away.

Zhang Tan: "It's really fickle!" What I said before was ignored, but I suddenly became enlightened, which is quite infuriating.

Liu Hao scratched his hair, his image was not decadent, and he said: "Seeing that people who are going to be four, it is not easy to change careers. There are so many opportunities to start over in a person's life. It is easy to start a business, but difficult to maintain a business."

"Excuse me for calling yourself so old?" Zhang Tan sneered, "It's even harder when you don't have money, not to mention you're still single."

Liu Hao was ridiculed, and he didn't take it seriously: "To each other, you are two years younger than me, and we are half a catty."

Zhang Tan was too lazy to talk nonsense, and said to Ling Yuan: "It's okay." It was the first time it went so smoothly.

Ling Yuan looked at the raw pictures and picked out 27 photos that matched the background picture.

Liu Hao remembered that Ling Yuan had no place to live: "My house is in a mid-range community two streets away from the company."

Ling Yuan thought, although he has money in his hand, there are many things that need to be purchased without spending money.

For example, the full salary can't afford this set of high-end collars. Although it is convenient to stay in a hotel, you must register your ID card, and you may not be able to clean up at home.

"Yes." Ling Yuan agreed without hesitation.

Liu Hao took someone home: "I still have a small flat in the community, and the small room doesn't look empty when I usually live in it."

Open the door, the furniture inside is complete, and you can check in with your bags.

"Usually ask someone to clean it." Taking Ling Yuan around, Liu Hao said, "The quilts and sheets are all new." Before they had time to unpack, there was only a mattress on the bed.

"The refrigerator is empty. There is a large supermarket diagonally opposite the community. I will take you there later."

When he came, Ling Yuan paid attention to his surroundings: "You are busy with your work, I can do it myself."

"That's fine." Liu Hao left the key and rushed back to the company to do the final typesetting.

Ling Yuan checked whether the bathroom was working, took the key and went to the supermarket opposite to buy clothes.

Well-known brands don’t need to think about it. Within a week, they will definitely be short of cash. How much money they have to do so many things. I choose a sportswear that looks good and buy two sets. There are socks, underwear and vests in supermarkets, and I choose cotton to buy.

In terms of eating, Ling Yuan, who has a tricky mouth, resolutely gave up after seeing the frozen steak in the freezer. He would rather eat good food than synthetic meat.

There are original cut steaks, but the meat quality does not meet the requirements at first glance, Ling Yuan turned to go to the fruit section.

Compared to meat, Ling Yuan's favorite watermelon juice is the main meal, just like other vampires must drink blood.

Freshly squeezed juice is fresher than ready-made ones, Ling Yuan stood in front of the big watermelon and had no idea what to do.

The varieties are divided into three categories: large, medium and small. Those with yellow hearts and those without seeds are the ones that are not commonly eaten.

Thinking about it, Ling Yuan is not short of money abroad, and the food is top-notch. How can supermarkets sell black-skinned watermelons that only produce a few dozen a year and cost thousands of dollars.

"Let's go, let's go." Someone squeezed in from behind.

"Oh?" The old man turned his head and looked, "It's you!"

Ling Yuan was slightly surprised: "Hello." The old man who picked up trash once met once.

"Are you here to buy watermelon?" The old man came to cook.

"Yes." Ling Yuan put his hands on the most expensive watermelon, thinking that you get what you pay for.

"Oh." The old man stopped, "Buying such an expensive one may not be delicious. There is no promotion for this one. It is cheap and good, and it is big. It can be eaten for a long time in the refrigerator."

The corner of Ling Yuan's mouth twitched. The refrigerator is a good thing. The cut food should not be stored for more than 48 hours. The taste has changed, and bacteria may breed.

The old man tapped on each watermelon, and put his ear close to hear the sound.

"You're a foreigner, and you don't know how to buy things just by looking at them. I'll help you choose one, and I promise to eat one and think about two when you go back." The old man said and chose two big watermelons.

Ling Yuan, whose hospitality was hard to bear, checked out with a big watermelon, and the old man was right behind him. Besides watermelon, he also bought a lot of discounted items.

"Where do you live?" Ling Yuan saw that the old man had too many things to carry, so he helped him.

The old man was carrying two heavy bags of things, and he was a little breathless when speaking, "It's not far, it's on the opposite side."

I dared to buy so many because of the proximity. I didn’t want to buy watermelon at first, but I couldn’t pick it up if I wanted to buy it. Who knew that all the big ones were on the shelves. The knife for cutting watermelon in the supermarket was not clean, so I didn’t buy half of it. Unexpectedly Shen.

Coincidentally, the world is not big or small.

"I'll see you off." Ling Yuan took the watermelon bag from the old man.

"Where do you live?" The old man accepted the young man's kindness, but his eyes were sizing up the young man's small body. Even if he was tall and thin, he wasn't too thin. The clothes looked expensive, and he couldn't be a bad guy.

Ling Yuan: "I also live in the neighborhood opposite, so let's drop in."

"Oh." The old man was worried, "Two watermelons are quite heavy, don't lose your waist." Today's young people are in sub-health. On the surface, they look like a strong guy, and they can stretch their muscles by carrying a [-]-jin bag of rice.

I didn't want to send someone to the hospital because of a watermelon, so I kindly accepted it.

"Okay, it's not a few steps." This thing is a piece of cake for the blood race with strong physical fitness.

The two went out of the supermarket together. The old man was relieved to see that the young man was not blushing or out of breath, and he didn't seem to be pretending to hold on.

"I'll help you carry your clothes." The old man tried his best to lighten the other party's burden.

Ling Yuan didn't refuse, and handed it over.

The old man glanced at the paper bag and chatted: "The clothes of this brand are comfortable to wear, and I often buy them."

Ling Yuan felt that he was already blind, and the brand he had chosen could be taken by men, women and children.

Waiting for the traffic lights, the old man changed hands a few times, and he became numb.

"Does the young man have a Chinese name?" If there is no one, the old man is willing to help.

"You can call me Ling Yuan, or Xiao Ling."

"It's good, it sounds better than those half-English names." The old man announced his family name, "My name is Wang Gensheng, you can call me Uncle Wang."

After entering the gate of the community, Uncle Wang asked curiously, "I haven't seen you in the community before?"

"I just came here, and I borrowed from a friend's house." Ling Yuan didn't ask a person who lives in a mid-range community, why did he choose to pick up junk?

"No wonder." Uncle Wang didn't ask questions like an old lady.

"It's in front, give it to me, you don't need to give it away." Uncle Wang was about to hand over the clothes in his hand.

Ling Yuan smiled: "Coincidentally, I live in a unit on the third floor."

"Huh?" Uncle Wang was delighted, "It seems that we have a good relationship, I live on the second floor."

The things were delivered to the door, Ling Yuan politely declined Uncle Wang's invitation to enter the house, and went upstairs with the clothes bag.

I went back and took a hot bath, and found that I forgot to buy a bathrobe, and I didn’t even buy pajamas. In the past, this kind of thing was left to the assistant.

New clothes should be washed before wearing, Ling Yuan can't care about being particular about it now.

There is a juicer in the kitchen, and the watermelon and knives are cleaned.

With a knife, judging by the feel, this is not a crispy watermelon.

After cutting it open, Ling Yuan could describe it as shock.

"It's actually a raw melon!" It's such a big one, the flesh is neither red nor sandy, but whitish, and it can't smell the fragrance of ripe watermelon.

"Sure enough, there are no good ones that are cheap, and good ones are not cheap." Forget it, I owed my wisdom after eating, put the watermelon back in the bag, and went out with the key wallet.

Throw it in the trash can, go to the supermarket again, and buy expensive ones this time.

Finally, he drank the watermelon juice and sat down on the sofa watching TV contentedly.

After receiving a call from Liu Hao asking about dinner, Ling Yuan turned off the TV and stared at the big-screen computer in the bedroom that was no longer a bulky case.

"I've eaten." Not in the mood to go out for dinner, Ling Yuan asked for the power-on password.

Liu Hao said on the phone: "There is no password set, and the network connection is the default, automatically connecting to the network."

After successfully booting into the interface, Ling Yuan hung up the phone.

Wandering around the Internet, a bit boring.

Ling Yuan regained his enthusiasm for creation, found a website with a good reputation, and registered an author account to publish articles.

Writing is one of Ling Yuan's few hobbies. The life span of the blood race is extremely long, as long as they don't commit suicide, they can live forever.

It takes a long time to find something to pass, and there are not a few people in the blood clan who are so bored that they are crazy.

Ling Yuan has a great god-level writer abroad, and there is no new work in 30 years, and the number one position in the altar has long since disappeared.

The current local area network cannot connect to the external network, so Ling Yuan wants to go over the wall to see if the account can be used.

Never expecting to make money, write casually, and apply for a pen name of zero.

What to write?Thinking with your chin propped up, yes.

After easily coding [-] characters and submitting it, it was getting late, so I turned off the computer and took a rest.

Liu Hao and Zhang Tan stayed in the company all night, and went to the printing factory to stare at the sample magazines, confirming that there were no mistakes or omissions, and printed them in large quantities.

Before going out, I asked Liu Hao if there was nothing wrong with me, so Ling Yuan went to surrounding areas or even further places to experience different cultures.

It was the first time I came to China, and everything was new. When I entered the first floor of the shopping mall, there were laptops for sale. I looked around and decided to buy one.

He took a taxi back with his computer bag and ran into Uncle Wang downstairs.

"Xiao Ling!" Uncle Wang called for people to come over, and there were two old men beside him, both of whom were very familiar neighbors.

Two old men sat at the stone table and played chess. Uncle Wang was a stinking chess player. After two games, he was disgusted by the other two and just gave up his seat.

"How about watermelon?" Uncle Wang said with a smile, "I can't go wrong with the one I picked."

Ling Yuan: "..." I don't know whether to answer or not.

The other two uncles stopped playing chess, turned their heads to look at it strangely, and heard Lao Wang talking about it all morning, how good the new foreign guy upstairs is, he looks more handsome than a star, and he can brag about it.

The real person stood in front of him, it was really not Lao Wang, the two old men exclaimed: "Where did you come from!"

"Go, go, go, will you talk?" With disgust on his lips and a smile in his eyes, Uncle Wang was quite satisfied with his neighbor's performance.

Ling Yuan said hello: "Have you eaten the watermelon?" Maybe it's really cooked once in a lifetime?I don't mean to complain.

"I haven't had time to eat mine yet." The mangoes I bought at a special price yesterday were about to go bad and I ate them quickly, because I couldn't fit anything else.

Lao Li understood everything as soon as he heard it, and said: "Don't listen to Lao Wang's blind instructions, the grapefruit I picked for me last time is big, the skin is two fingers thick, and the inside is pitifully small, sour and bitter. Astringent and dry, blind for nothing!"

"Who doesn't have a car overturned once or twice." Uncle Wang was embarrassed to say it.

Lao Zhao teased Lao Wang: "You, if you are unlucky, don't get involved blindly. You don't have to worry about buying good or bad ones. The salted duck eggs I bought for me last time, there were a total of [-] salted duck eggs, and none of them was oily. If you don’t believe it, the one you choose is the same, this is not something that happens once or twice.”

"What are you talking about!" Uncle Wang blushed anxiously and couldn't refute. Facts speak louder than words.

Uncle Wang didn't believe that his hands were really stinky, so he brought the topic back to the preface: "Have you cut it, how is it?"

Ling Yuan couldn't bear to hit Uncle Wang, so he could lie for a while, because he was afraid that the other party would show him the rest of the melon in order to prove his luck.

A watermelon that big can't be eaten by a normal person in a day, and it takes countless lies to cover up a lie, which is unnecessary.

The young man remained silent, while Lao Zhao and Lao Li were amused: "Let's see."

Uncle Wang didn't give up, he broke the casserole and asked the end: "It's okay, it's just a watermelon, and I didn't grow it, so I will inevitably miss it."

"Hehehe." Lao Zhao and Lao Li sat there and laughed, "Young people don't want to show your face, so be content."

Uncle Wang was dissatisfied: "What can't be said!"

Ling Yuan had no choice but to say, "It's raw when you cut it open. Throw it away." Watermelon is not a variety that can be ripened in a short period of time. If you cut it all up, it will grow green hair after a long time. Maybe you can make early penicillin.

Uncle Wang was furious, "Impossible, I have been knocking for a long time, the method of picking melons is learned from TV, no, I have to go home and see."

"This old Wang, he won't listen to you after saying it many times." The old neighbor obeyed.

"What does Xiao Ling do?" Old Li gossiped, "I haven't seen it before."

"Just arrived in China, let's stay here." Ling Yuan was about to leave as he was unfamiliar with the two.

Uncle Wang looked dejected and came out with a bag.

"It was born?" Old Zhao smiled, not surprised.

Uncle Wang couldn't swallow this breath: "I'll go to the supermarket, selling raw melons is too disgusting."

"Raw melon is not good. If it turns red with medicine, you won't be more angry." Lao Zhao was talking about the watermelon incident last year. On the way, I found the supermarket and refused to admit it, and I became angry for nothing.

"Buy melons to the vegetable market, open a hole to taste and then pay." You will never be fooled.

Uncle Wang retorted: "How do you count if you are short of catties?"

"You man!" Old Zhao couldn't laugh or cry, "Don't you think there is no shortage of catties or taels in supermarkets?"

"I won't argue with you." In the end, Uncle Wang stubbornly went to the supermarket to ask for an explanation.

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